Chapter 156: Chapter 153 Arrival at the Destination

The car sped along the road.

Grass lined both sides of the road, seamlessly joining the gray asphalt.

In the distance, white clouds enveloped the vast snow-covered mountains, their summits meeting the sky, and the ice and snow had not melted for a hundred thousand years—gentle like the back of a young girl.

Here lay the ends of the Earth, the Arctic Circle.

Within a world where cold and vitality intertwined, Bi Fang ignited the audience’s passion with just one sentence. His unchanging opening remarks made countless people in front of the screens ecstatic.

They were so familiar with these words that they could recite them without missing a single letter, yet they still felt their blood boil upon hearing them.

“Looking back on the evolutionary journey of humankind, if our ancestors hadn’t embraced adventure and imagination, if they hadn’t had the courage to innovate and the willingness to sacrifice with their great capacity and majestic sentiments, humans would never have taken canoes to surf the seas or to uncover the endless mysteries across the oceans.

Humans are curious, which leads to the urge for adventure; humans adventure, which lights the torch of civilization.

Adventure is not found solely in the vast seas and mountains, deserts and swamps of nature, but also thrives within the densely populated cities.”

Bi Fang smiled slightly at the camera.

“We meet again, I am Bi Fang, a professional explorer. This time, I meet you all in the Arctic!”

[It’s only been a week, right? Old Fang is live streaming again. No more short clips!]

[I admit Old Fang is massive, so I’ll bear with it.]

[No matter how big word is, it still belongs to Microsoft.]

[Amazing, even the Arctic is in the picture. Isn’t the range too broad?]

[Who’s the uncle next to him? Why is there a foreigner, has Old Fang gone abroad?]

[Nonsense, isn’t going to the Arctic going abroad? But how come there’s grass in the Arctic, so beautiful.]

[Add one for beautiful.]

[Is Old Fang’s injury healed? Although we really want to see your live stream, safety first, no need to push yourself.]

“Don’t worry. The last injury didn’t reach the bone, it’s pretty much a non­issue now, and it won’t interfere with the live broadcast.”

Bi Fang rolled up his sleeve, moved his shoulder, and showed everyone the thin layer of bandage on it.

The bandage had been rewrapped; from the looks of it, it seemed indeed like nothing serious.

“As for the person next to me, he is a visiting professor at the University of Paris, Elvan Mendy. His main research focus is on bird conservation and migration.”

Elvan, who was driving, heard Bi Fang introducing him and turned his head to greet: “Hello everyone.”

[Wow, that Chinese is spot on!]

[6! A professor who doesn’t speak Chinese is not a good professor.]

[Why is this live stream different, with driving and the Arctic, and such a huge time difference? It’s already dark here, why does it seem like noon over there with Old Fang?]

[A professor studying bird conservation and migration, I have a feeling…]

[Old Fang is indeed popular with professors (funny)]

Bi Fang opened the sunroof and set up the drone on top, to give everyone a wider view, then he pointed towards the distant snowy mountains.

“Your feeling is right because I’ve traversed half the globe to get to Finland; the local time here is 3 PM, which should be exactly 8 PM for you guys.”

The system requirement for the number of online viewers kept increasing; this time it had reached a staggering 150,000, which was 30,000 more than the last time.

By proportion, the peak viewership number needed to at least surpass 250,000 to clear the task.

Luckily, the time difference provided convenience for Bi Fang, indirectly reducing the difficulty of the mission.

There was a five-hour time difference between the two places. Bi Fang’s usual live stream hours were from 7 AM to 7 PM, which translated to midday to midnight in China, the peak time when live stream viewers were most active.

“The reason why this live stream is so rushed is because of an urgent mission. Today’s broadcasting is not about survival, but about sustaining life, helping endangered migratory birds find a glimmer of hope for existence.”

Bi Fang briefly outlined the dangers and plight faced by the White-fronted Goose, and wholeheartedly shared why Elvan had sought him out, explaining the objectives of his live broadcast.

“This will be my broadest broadcast in terms of time and space. If all goes well, it will last close to a month. I will accompany these eighteen geese, along with Professor Elvan, on a glider from the Arctic Lapland and fly all the way to the Camargue Wetlands Nature Reserve in France!”

Bi Fang’s words were resolute and clear.

But without a doubt, these words caused a sensation in the live stream chat.

To ride a glider for 3,000 kilometers just to help eighteen geese memorize a migration route?

What an international joke.

Let’s not even talk about whether it’s possible, but gliding for three thousand kilometers, is that something a carbon-based life form can pull off?

An attempt nobody has ever made, a journey no one dares to even think about: two people, one plane, 18 geese, flying from the Arctic to France, crossing all of Europe…

Are we writing a fantasy novel here?

[Ash Blow Smoke has gifted the host a yacht *1—Apart from awesome, I don’t know what to say, I can only support by sending gifts! ]

[Li Bai Is Not White Enough has gifted the host Big Bone *1—Master Fang, yyds!]

[Congratulations to Nanana is me for becoming an Emperor in the live stream room!]

[Nanana is me has gifted the host meatballs *10000—Charge! Go Master Fang! I’m super pumped!]

A blaze of golden light shot straight into the clouds!

Just as the live broadcast started, someone had already signed up as an Emperor!

Yao Lina was having a fine time streaming in her own room when she suddenly received a notification that Bi Fang had started streaming. Without a second thought, she brought her fans to watch Bi Fang’s live broadcast.

After listening to Bi Fang’s plan, she got so excited that she slammed her table.

“As expected of my idol, so freaking cool!”

[The richest female fan, I’m envious, I also want a pretty sister to admire me.]

[Goddess, my goddess, why do you have to be someone else’s lapdog, wuu wuu wuu]

[Shocked, she even entered with a live broadcast!]

[She swore too, my dreams are shattered.]

[Super pumped? How do you pump (facetious)]

Bi Fang sincerely thanked Yao Lina for her support.

Becoming an Emperor requires a hundred thousand coins, definitely a true love fan. Up to this point, there have only been five wild Emperors in his streaming room. Adding a new one, and a pretty sister at that, put him in a fantastically good mood.

Six wild Emperors, a claim that could definitely dwarf the others, especially in Wolf Fang TV, leaving countless small streamers green with envy.

The atmosphere in the live stream room had already heated up before the official start of the broadcast.

The gray asphalt road stretched towards the pristine snow mountains, clear and unobstructed.

Bi Fang rolled up the car window and began to casually chat with his audience, introducing some details about Lapland.

“The northernmost parts of Norway, Sweden, and Finland have been home to the Sami and Lap peoples for hundreds of years, and hence the land got its name, Lapland. Located within the Arctic Circle, it has a harsh climate, covered with ice and snow most of the year, and is known as Europe’s last wilderness reserve.”

“Here there are frozen rivers, reindeer, and the nomadic Sami people, a treasure left to the world.”

“Moreover, Lapland is also famously the home of Santa Claus.”

[Santa Claus?]

[My God, Santa Claus lives here?]

At the mention of Santa Claus, the online friends got excited.

“That’s right.”

Bi Fang knew very well what his audience was interested in.

This was also his usual method to fill the boring times.

Telling stories.

“A long time ago, an old Santa Claus traveled around the world, bringing joy to children.”

“One day, he came to the Lapland area near the Arctic Circle and was enchanted by the beautiful scenery of the glistening, pristine snow. He decided to settle on Ear Mountain.”

“Since then, Ear Mountain in Finland became the place where Santa Claus lived.”

Bi Fang pointed to the grassland beside him, which, even within the Arctic Circle, was still a vibrant green tundra.

“Usually, it starts snowing here in October, but we’re in luck, we can still see the green grasslands along the way, a rare sight indeed. This is also good news because if this place were covered with heavy snow, the geese might not withstand the cold here.”

Finland isn’t very big, and it didn’t take long for Elvan to drive Bi Fang to a lake nearby.

They were at their destination.

The two got out of the car, and Elvan waved to a figure by the lake.

“Hey, Lenin! We’ve arrived!”